My Best Friend’s Brother

When I arrive at Julie’s apartment, she says she is going out with Brennan to catch a movie since she has been leaving him out a lot these days of exams. I tell her that I promised to look in Chris’s room to see if we need to clean anything, and she tells me to make myself comfortable and that if I need help or need to leave it for another day, she will help me. I agree, and she walks out the front door, not locking it with keys as usual. Thank goodness I’m here this time.

I go into Chris’s room, and nothing is as messy as he said, just some clothes on the bed and a little dust on the furniture. I take his shirt on the bed and smell his perfume, I miss him so much, but soon he will be here. I lie on his bed and remember the night I was here after he teased me, and then I came after him, and he put the key in his pants. I laugh. We are not conventional people, and I can assure you that. Hopefully, we are not a traditional couple either. The couple, I like how it sounds and how it will be accurate from now on, without hiding from anyone or ourselves what we feel.

I finish putting away the clothes, dust the furniture a little, and that’s it. It’s already very presentable. Maybe Julie or I will clean the floor the day she does a general cleaning around here, she has been thinking about it, and we can do it before Chris returns. I sit in bed and then feel his bedroom door open. I turn to find Julie, but it’s Chris standing there smiling when he sees me. I scream, my eyes fill with emotion, and I run to him and jump on his lap, giving him a tight hug like I’ve been dreaming about.

He laughs, I squeeze him tighter, and he says:

”You look like you missed me.”

I don’t even move away from his neck when I inhale his scent and say:

”You have no idea!”

So I get down to the floor, and we are still hugging, but now I look into his smiling eyes and say:

”Hi!”

He smiles and says:

” Hi!”

We can’t take it anymore, and we kiss, and how good it feels to feel your lips on mine again, your tongue playing with mine and stirring my desires and our hands not at all still and the breathless breaths that we can hear around the room. I try to say in the middle of our kiss:

”Why did you come today? You weren’t supposed to come today.”

He laughs between our kiss and says:

” I wanted to surprise you.”

I answer:

”And you did.”

He laughs, and I bite his lips. I’ve wanted to do that so much in the last few days. Then I say:

”Too bad you won’t see the black lingerie I bought exclusively for you as I promised you that day we talked.”

He laughs and pretends to be disappointed for a moment but then looks me in the eye and says:

”Anyway, now I want you without any clothes on.”

And he smiles my favorite naughty smile, the one that used to give me chills, and now it’s no different, I turn to his mouth, and he kisses me with the same intensity and desire I have. My shirt is already coming off my body, and so is his in a few seconds. We take a few steps while kissing, and he lays me down on his bed and then comes and stands over me. He goes down kissing and on my neck while his hand firmly caresses my waist, and he tells me:

” I missed this so much!”

His warm voice and his lips against my neck give me goosebumps, and I can’t hold back a moan. I’m glad Julie isn’t here. Maybe they arranged this too, but I don’t dwell on it too much because he slowly moves his mouth down my body. His mouth plays with my breasts, and I lift myself enough to take off my bra. His grateful smile is something that makes me smile back. Now he has a free pass to use his mouth on my boobs any way he wants, and he does, and I get lost in the sensations of his mouth and his tongue on my skin. And the sense of feeling him so hard against my body makes me even more delivered and needy for him.

Our breaths are a sexy song that echoes through the room we are in. Then he slowly reaches down, opens the button of my shorts, slides it down my body, gets rid of it, throws it somewhere, and then does the same with my panties. I’m already almost in ecstasy with anticipation because I know what he’s going to do, and I also know that he does it very well.

And he looks at me while I bite my lips and try not to look away from him. He bites my favorite smile as he looks at me, bends down, holds my waist firmly with both hands, leaves wet kisses on my belly, on my belly button, and goes down slowly, I’m a little shaky and panting, and he holds me even more firmly. He then looks at me, and with his face almost between my legs, he asks:

” Do you want me to stop?”

I can only shake my head negatively, he smiles when he sees me like this, and his mouth meets my skin, exactly where my desire for him throbs the most. The way he does this doesn’t allow me to keep my eyes open for long, it’s too much for me to bear watching, and I bow my head and try not to make as much noise as I would like. He still holds me tight, but it’s hard to control myself as his mouth twists and turns in a rhythm that alternates between painfully slow and fast. It’s too much for me to keep still, but I concentrate on the sensations coming and taking over my body when I let go. He still plays with his mouth on me when I return to reality again, still half ecstatic.

He smiles and comes toward me now, I have a satisfied smile on my face, and he likes what he sees. I don’t care if he has my taste. I want his lips on mine now. And we kiss as my hands go down, find the button and zipper of his pants, and I quickly open them as I can. My hands are in there, and I bring him out and jerk him off slowly, he stops the kiss for a moment, and with his eyes still closed, Chris opens his mouth and breathes heavily. Oh God, this man is so fucking sexy. I don’t stop my movements, and he opens his eyes, looks up, and says:

”I better get rid of my pants and put on a condom soon, or I’m going to make a mess here!”

I end up laughing when I hear this, and he smiles too, but I say:

” I’m on the pill.”

He looks at me, half amazed now, and I end up laughing again. He says:

”You don’t joke with me.”

I say, still laughing:

” It’s true.”

Then he gets up, removes his clothes as fast as he can, making me find it quite amusing, and comes towards me again, stands over me, and we start kissing again. Skin against skin, it couldn’t be better, and my desire for him only increases with every second he tortures me by rubbing against me. Then his mouth goes down to my neck, and he introduces himself inside me, and I let myself go with the sensation of being filled by him with every inch he does.

He starts slow, and his mouth comes back to mine. I love the sound that comes out of his mouth each time he goes deeper into me. When he speeds up the pace, it’s no longer possible to keep our mouths together because we need to use them to control our heavy breathing, but our eyes are connected. A few more minutes pass while we get lost in these sensations. I feel his body shiver. I hold his hair tight because I want to see what I can do with him, then he closes his eyes, and he gets there, and this is the biggest reward for me, after all she has done to my body. He lets his body fall onto mine, and we try to breathe normally again. The best feeling is that I do not have to hide how I feel when I’m with him and especially when we are so connected like this, body to body. Then I stroke his hair as he rests on my shoulder and say:

”I love you, Chris!”

He listens and then lifts his face, smiles at me, and says:

”I love you too, Molly!”

I smile back, and he kisses me softly on the lips.

I think we can make this work after all.

… The End…